Fang Chen wanted to open one of his storage Magic Treasures and make a handle, but he found he could not open any of them here.
Fang Chen frowned and glanced down at the Floating Immortal Sword in his hand. Then he looked at the hole for the push handle on the stone mill and thrust the sword into it.
The stone mill trembled slightly. Yellow liquid welled from the hole. At first it looked ordinary, but soon it grew cloudy and thick.
The Floating Immortal Sword vibrated faintly, and cool energy flowed from it into Fang Chen's body. Almost all of it rushed into his mind and was absorbed by his soul. His spirits lifted at once.
Fang Chen had not expected the stone mill to be so unusual.
He jabbed the Floating Immortal Sword into the hole a few more times. The mill shook harder, and more viscous liquid poured out. What had begun as yellow turned white, then nearly translucent.
"It looks fresher now!"
Fang Chen could not help muttering.
Just as he was about to jab the hole again, the stone mill jolted. The hole contracted around the Floating Immortal Sword, gripping it tightly. The sword shook even harder, and a stronger force surged into Fang Chen. He shuddered as a tingling sensation swept through his entire body. It felt incredible.
At that moment, countless mysterious Runes appeared on the stone slabs beneath Fang Chen's feet. Looking at how seamlessly the Floating Immortal Sword fit into the mill, he suddenly realized it was the perfect push handle.
That works too!
Fang Chen gripped the Floating Immortal Sword with both hands. Planting his feet on the ground now covered in mysterious Formation Runes, he began pushing the mill with all his strength.
Rumble!
As Fang Chen pushed